It's been 10 years.

10 long years. From 8 to 18. From a netballer to a touch rugger. From a PriSchool kid to a JC student. From taking for granted to missing.

So, my very happening Uncle from Finland just left after supper-ing and chit chatting. OKAY, I'd probably will say this but yeah, I think after 10 years of not seeing him, I do miss him. Afterall he used to spoilt me with alot of gifts like a keyboard, clothes and accessories(the girly era) and is always siding me (LOL, till now!). He supports the fact that we all should have some sports regime and that getting tan is cool. Also, that getting tied down too early wouldn't be nice for me.

& my mom attempted to sell me off again. HAHAHA. sian.

He's back without my sis and kids to work. So, it's quite sian for him cos he wants to go back to Finland asap. And why am I telling you about my Uncle? It's MY Uncle btw. Stupid me. I WANT TO SEE MY NEPHEWS, THEY ARE BERRY CUTE. HEHEX. And of all things to take back, my sis wanted chilli and curry powder - of all things. HAHAH.

funny little convos.

me: pa, tmr i'm going school for rugby. need to wake up at 7 k?
dad: don't play rugby la.
me: cannot! i need to exercise already.
dad: later your bones all break.
me: won't la.
dad: unless you're insurred.
me: if i'm insurred, you'll willingly let me play rugby? (thinking about contact rugby)
dad: hmm, no.

me: (speechless)

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mom: who's going for your friend's bday party?
me: alot i think.
mom: all teenagers, so dangerous. later kena kidnap how.
me: huh? kidnap? what?
mom: tsk. the parents leh?
me: yeah, her parents and relatives too of course la.
mom: oh. ok, can go.

me: (stunned)